it was a dull winter afternoon.I was waiting for Carol,but shewas hopelessly late. the weather didn't encourage a longwalk, so I dropped into a little cafe.Though it was practicallyempty,the only table,from which I could see the bus stopwhere Carol would appear,was occupied.A tall fellow ofapproximately my age was sitting there reading a pocketsizebook.
-Can I take this seat?
-yeah,sure.-The fellow glanced at me and went on reading
